I have spent a couple years now thinking about my dream farm. What I will do, what I will grow, the animals I’ll keep and what I will do with the products of the farm, whether that be storing for personal use, or selling in various ways.
Category Archives: getting older
Life of Learning
While at work, I listen to all kinds of podcasts.
B12 is My Favorite and My Best
On the heels of yesterday’s rather downish post, I wanted to move back in an upwards direction. Not that life isn’t still a huge struggle, and not that I don’t constantly feel like I’m standing on a very scary precipice, but, I’ve worked through a lot, been through a lot of mental hurdles, and come to a better space in my brain.
Ever worked at a job that made you question your competency? Not the people you work with creating that mindset, but the way your work is evaluated?
Over the course of the last week, my mind had been heavy with the concept of sexuality and my own. I have often wondered why I am the way I am and why I am not like most when it comes to relationships.
It’s Valentine’s Day. That singular day of the year that reminds me I’m shitty at finding soulmates.
French bread pizza
I made french bread pizza today when I got home from work. It seems like a weird thing to mention, however, it always reminds me of my favourite grandmother.
When I was younger and thinking about how my life would be, I can be 100% certain this is not what I pictured.
It’s all connected to the heart
I have an arrhythmia. It is relatively harmless, in that when it comes, I know why, and it isn’t going to cause a stroke or a heart attack. But, it is going to exhaust the hell out of me and give me migraines for days, as well as making sleeping difficult, which adds to the length of its stay.
Details of no consequence
I recently turned 50. For some reason, my brain thinks this is a big deal. Maybe it’s because I never anticipated living past 32 when I was younger. Either way, my brain seems to think that I have passed into “being old”, which is ironic, since, it also wants to believe I’m still close to my eatly 20’s.